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Unholy blight pathfinder
Unholy blight pathfinder














Unless Ziggy got aged up to an adult counselor, maybe the one tasked with negotiating the use of the land with the owner, who has a summer cabin nearby and doesn't want to be disturbed and is surprised and kind of charmed that instead of a crusty old man he's a young and interesting guy (who is still totally going to massacre those kids because he finds them gross and annoying and enough is enough fuck this camp, time for a business ending tragedy so he can give land to the developers and pretend he is retiring from social life in grief and guilt to resurface as his alleged son "Nick" soon enough). The con being there's no way they could have had the Camp Nightwing moment. Hell add Solomon's son as a permanent child who makes most vampire kids seem sweet with his absolute off the wall rage at being 9 forever).Īlternately it could just be Solomon all along calling himself by different names and exploiting the "family resemblance" which could be very very interesting if Ziggy was the first time since Sarah he let himself feel a human feeling and that being his downfall. You could also say some of them freeze at an age so there's Old Solomon, Joseph-at-canon-Nick's-age who stays Sheriff and Sadist and perma!teen Nick who never got over Ziggy who Grew Up without him. There may also be less generations (is Joseph really Solomon's son directly pretending to be his own heir? How much worse does this fuck Nick up? How many of these guys are in the house slowly driving everyone mad? Because if you think Goode wives suffered the first time around hooooooooo boy would this be so much infinitely worse. He wanted to let her take him away.Īren't they kinda technically already that? Not immortal immortal but with their house of Usher-like generational taint blighting the landscape and souls of men? Honestly the real issue would be: how much worse is the family dynamic? Because now I'm picturing Solomon in a Methuselah almost statue like state hidden in the attic still being the family patriarch and maybe sacrifice decider, both resent and revered by his unholy offspring that should not be. He tried to summon Mipha’s Grace, tried to will the strength back into his body, to will the excruciating pain away, but then Hylia was crouched before him, and her fingers felt so lovely and comforting in his hair that he wanted to fall headlong into her touch. It was Hylia, perhaps, coming to resolve his hideous fate at last. He wondered why he could see something walking towards him, something far smaller than the Calamity. The Master Sword was sprawled uselessly out of his grip and he reached blindly for it, but his supporting arm slipped out from underneath him and his head hit the ground with a sickening crack. He raised his shield, but the blast sent him spiraling through the air until his back hit a solid beam, knocking the wind right out of him.

unholy blight pathfinder

He wished it had, because it aimed the rapid red dot of a guardian’s laser on his chest, sending a spiral of panic through his spine and into his stomach, where it curled and lurched and made him want to vomit. Mipha’s Grace should not have been used so kindly on him.īut it did not crush him.

unholy blight pathfinder

#Unholy blight pathfinder skin

There was nothing quite as agonizing as being shred alive by an ancient demon, only for his fire-filled nerves and ragged skin to stubbornly patch itself back together before his very eyes.

unholy blight pathfinder

Their weapons were brutal and chaotically, skillfully wielded, and it was by miracle alone that he’d survived this long. Their sickly skin stung to touch, leaving angry red burns everywhere it could. Every blight was grotesque, dripping with the glowing incarnation of hatred, and over twice his size. The first time the malice surged past him and combined to form a twisted amalgamation of a beast, Link thought he was going to die again, with no hope for recovery this time.

unholy blight pathfinder

Freeing the Divine Beasts became something horribly tedious, something that stoked a new sort of trauma in him, because the Scourges were certainly not for the faint of heart. He hesitated because he could not recall what Calamity Ganon looked like, or was capable of.














Unholy blight pathfinder